Atrophy the Sun's Song Reviews

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About Us:
Atrophy The Sun with all of which they
encompass, are more than just a band,
more than just another rock act, more
than the run of the mill modern
recording project, more than an
experience of any typical rock n' roll
thing, but what they actually become,
although more than what typically
breaks the surface of modern rock,
still remains unwritten. When Atrophy
The Sun is experienced by the
observer, in the recorded or live
formation, the trip is undoubtedly
tied to the deepest roots of the human
condition. The ride starts off
strange and unfamiliar, but draws you
in with a rare excitement that
somehow, someway, this might be one of
"those" times. Humans are never quite
sure of "those" times, as they tend to
set off warning bells in our paranoid
minds, standing the hair up on the
back of our necks, panic,
disorientation, disbelief. We think,
"Did I really volunteer to strap into
this Rickety Roller Coaster, as it
begins to ascend the mountain of
insanity?" Higher and higher we rise
on the wings of monster dreams, as the
illusion begins to break down. Yes,
this is it, this is the big show, this
is the terrifying realization, this is
the nowhere land of the moon and
stars, where all is separated, and
lost in the darkness in between, there
is no getting off this ride which
rises From The Night. Just as the
mind can seemingly take no more of the
suspended comfort and security of our
normal lives, which has now seemingly
been stripped from our grasp forever,
the Roller Coaster floats momentarily
between the point of rise and drop,
and it is at this moment, that we are
met with what makes us who we are.
Cue the acoustic guitar, Cue the
warmth, Cue the free fall moment of
divine clarity, as it is only you and
the solitary sound of heaven's call.
Like a lightning bolt through the fog
of our lives, we cry out, this is what
I forgot! This is what I search for in
dreams! This is my divinity, hidden
deep inside schizophrenic dream
corridors twisted across lives, lost
no more! This is the Soul of Myself!!
Falling Just Like the Rain now, Cue
the vocals, the voice, the beacon of
what we are endlessly searching,
haunting us in the dark, but
comforting us with a familiar tone.
Drop the bass down like thunder from
above which pushes our feet to go
further in the Pouring Rain. Crash
the drums down upon us, remind us of
our courage, awaken the bold inner
child to rise once more, who In The
Flood will not Wash Away, oh no, but
instead the child be our guide across
the river on our Journey To The Dawn.
Darkness now starts to give way to a
break in the clouds above the mountain
top lined with purple lightning, as
sweeping melodies from the lead guitar
bring in the Blue Skies of our ancient
and sacred dawn, shedding light upon
the Labyrinth of our existence. Just
Sometimes we get a momentary glimpse
of truth, understanding, and clarity,
but now it is time to wake and forget,
and be born once again. Good morning